Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging with my sweet
She came out a lion's roar
Yelling, "I'm going to the store,
Be back at to four"
"Don't slam your in the drawer"
She can be like a from the days of yore
Hanging out at 54
Break dancing on the slick brick disco
Lionel Richie
Who, by the way, was a
One time she mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle tooth boar
Who couldn't breat right since the War
Then she Chinese Checkers with Skeletor
And went with Eva Gabor
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
And she's coming
I got a picture of her down by the
Wearing a bikini made of velour
Her hair's up like Conway Twitty's
With the of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and downs an elevator
But deep she's a marshmellow smore
Can bake a cake as big as
Either or, nor
She'll share it your Labrador
She can run faster than a blazing
Loves Winnie the Pooh and his Eeyore
Can a pipe out of an apple core
That's a trick she from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You know
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
And she's coming
Well, for she opened the door
Whipped out a fishing lure
Sexually, made me insecure
Like the time I was a
On Elton tour
She said, "Let's go some Piscatore!"
I said, "Beatrice, you don't eat no more."
She said, "By God, right!"
So we took ourselves a
And when we up 10 hours later
We made Du Jour
She's my Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
And she came
She likes to clean out the every now and then
She's gonna me a brand new golfing bag
We gonna ourselves a John Wayne movie
Then we gonna all the doggies at the kennel
She try on my third grade mittens
keep 'em on even though they're way too small
Well, she ain't never gonna me
She ain't gonna let me down
She ain't gonna tell nobody
I'm of birds and spiders
Well,





And she Pat Summerall